Hell In A Bucket, Cold Rain & Snow, Beer Barrel Polka, Hey Pocky Way, West L.A. Fadeaway, Me & My Uncle-> Big River, To Lay Me Down, Cassidy, Don't Ease Me In Playin' In The Band-> Crazy Fingers-> Uncle John's Band-> Drums-> Jam-> Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad-> I Need A Miracle-> Dear Mr. Fantasy-> Hey Jude Reprise-> Stella Blue-> Turn On Your Love Light, E: Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Set 2 Ultramatrix (SBD/AUD mix)
Lineage: Master cassette> DAT> CD> EAC> SHN> CD> SHN via Peter Braverman
March 15, 2005 Subject:
great show, but where's the aud?
I was there, this was a great show. I just listened to this source. I can really appreciate what goes into making a matrix. A huge job and very intense work. That being said, I'm not hearing much of the audience recording in the mix. Great sound on this one, at least on the SBD side.
July 3, 2004 Subject:
The bus came by and I got on
So many great memories of this, my first show (better late than post-95). Thousands of miracle seekers so we walked out onto the freeway and bought our tickets from the cars stuck on the exit ramp. Zon scored us the Lucy in the Skies so I would be in the right frame of mind left body for the show.
And what a show it was. High energy and cool song selction. Pocky Way was a highlight because I was a huge Nevilles fan at the time. But when they went into Hey Jude and I realized I was watching the Dead doing the Beatles, I had my first "This is the best thing that is happening on the planet right now" moment of clarity. That feeling would be captured at least once at each of the rest of my 47 shows.
People started wooing in my section during drums and in my altered state I realized what they really wanted to do was howl like wolves and get back to their primordial roots. I started howling and soon the whole section was doing it too. I also remember moving down to the tenth row during my first Stella Blue and thinking he was singing "Stellar Blue". I also thought, "How nice of the crowd, they are indulging Jerry and letting him sing this slow song." Other memories were how great the Irvine Deadows grass felt under my feet and how delicious a Snickers bar tasted. But perhaps the best part of the whole night was hearing Little Feat's "Waiting for Columbus" for the first time in the post-show parking lot, being blown away by Lowell's slide on Mercenary Territory and dancing until I was sober enough to drive home. Thanks again, Zon, for being such a great bad influence.